The Dream Thread - Page 5

I've had one dream where I was ruler of the world and I was trying to improve the world and shit. The dream progressed over the course of months. Eventually I came to an ending to that dream and I repeated that one many many times until I stopped dreaming about it. This dream was about power and a desire to "help the world". I probably dreamt about it because I don't have much freedom at home.

As a kid I also had a recurring dream where I lived by myself in a forest. I think this was some time after reading the "On The Far Side of The Mountain" and "Hatchet" series. I built everything for myself by using what I found in the forest. My treehouse operated cleanly providing fresh clean water. I caught my own food and picked berries. I think what I liked most was the relaxing freedom of this dream. Sometimes I still look at forests and think about how great it would be to live in them, even though realistically I probably wouldn't like it.

I dreamt about a girl that I had a crush on from the seventh to the ninth grade. She was rather shallow, and not the smartest girl. But she was pretty and more developed than her peers at that age. It was strange since I didn't like her anymore.

I was on a school bus, and when she got on, I looked at her, she saw me, and then I looked away. She always sat in the back with the cool kids but this day, she took the seat in front of me. I couldn't understand why, and as I started coming up with stupid reasons, she turned around gave me a bad look. Then she looked away. I looked down and placed my hands on the top of her bus seat. A few seconds later, she tapped me on the hands and when I looked up she was leaning on the seat and she gave me this beautiful smile. I hated waking up from that dream. I really just wanted to be acknowledged by girls that liked me, I didn't need them to like me back.

I had a dream about a female Zordon before it happened. For a long time I thought it was a premonition. Now I think I just saw the "on the next episode of power rangers" section and didn't realize it consciously.

Once when I was 6/7, I ate too much toothpaste while brushing my teeth. It wasn't enough that my stomach hurt; I had nightmares all night that I was being chased through a dark forest. I ran in a circle always trying to something behind me.

None, I don't go back to sleep after experiencing sleep paralysis. I agree with some people on the other dream threads that sleep paralysis is caused by sleeping in a hot room. In addition, wikipedia says it can be caused by not sleeping enough. It's scary not being able to move your body though, you don't know if you'll be like that forever, and a fight or flight instinct kicks in trying to move because if you don't it'd be like you were dead.

something like a ghost or spirit lifting me, or dark figures with no recognizable shapes moving around my room or home while I'm in the bed. What scares me the most is the environment: always my home, exactly how it is. Usually I don't have dreams with familiar surroundings so similar

My two most common reoccurring nightmares involve having intense surgery done to myself while awake and without morphine or anything similar, such as brain surgery or open chest surgery. And the second is always trying to move up an almost vertical slope either in a car or climbing, I never actually fall but it fills me with such intense fear I wake up sweating sometimes.

I have many dreams but the most recent one I can remember is of me looking at myself from outside myself, strapped to an upright medical table, and for some reason I need to get inside my body, so I open my mouth and crawl down my own throat and into my stomach, but when I get there it becomes like a giant city like new york or something except all the sidewalks and buildings are white and everything is very very clean and perfect, there are many people moving around doing various things but none of them ever speak or make much noise at all, I am fairly certain I walked around for quite some time but I don't remember many other details after I woke up, fun stuff.

So I just lie in my bed and suddenly I see a weird man with a coat and a hat standing in a corner in the other end of my room. I'm lying with mostly closed eyes in my bed pretending I'm asleep. He moves slowly towards me, like 2 steps and I am scared as hell and wake up.
I'm sitting in my bed now, awake, turning on the light, totally sweaty, scared like shit but I realize it was just a dream, am happy, think about this and after 60 secs or so, I go back to sleep and turn the light off.
10 secs after I turn the light off I see the same guy again. Exactly where he ended up standing when I woke up, just 60 secs ago.
Basicly the exact same thing over again, just that he started 2 steps closer to me. The same stuff happens, closed eyes, pretending to be asleep, he gets 2 steps closer and I wake up sweaty as hell, sitting in my bed, happy to finally be awake.
This time I was really shocked, I sat there like 15 mins with the lights on and after that went to sleep again although I was scared.
Needless to say the same thing happened again. The guy was again 2 steps closer, makes 2 more steps, I wake up and stuff like I mentioned above. However this time he gets to my bed with his 2 steps before waking up.
So now I am REALLY scared because this shit already happened 3 times now. I'm watching my clock, it's something like 4 am and I told myself to just stay up for the rest of the night.
Aaaand I fall asleep again some time later. Suddenly I wake up, not sweaty at all. Everythings fine, light is off because I just woke up, no man in the corner nowhere.

I'm really released, starting to loosen up and 3 secs later this guy jumps right into my face and I FINALLY wake up for real.

The most prominant nightmare that I've had about 4 times since I was a kid was one where I was being murdered. I was 6 or 7 years old and I remember trying to pass through this long hallway in an apartment I used to live in a long time ago with my mom and sister. I remember trying to reach the end of the hallway to get to my mom's room, but I was being stopped by some entity. I kept trying to dash under his/her legs, run around them and even jump over them but I couldn't. Every time that I would fail, the person would hold me down and stab me with a steak knife and break the handle off, allowing the blade to stay lodged in my back. I would try to reach my mom's room and experience this about 4-5 times before I would finally wake up either in tears or in pain.

I've only had sleep paralysis once in my life, and still to this day I'm not sure if it even was. I was aware that I was asleep, but I felt that I was just about to wake up. That borderline feeling..I don't know how to explain it. It was almost as if my eyes were simply closed and I wasn't asleep. I remember hearing voices speaking but I couldn't keep up or make out what they were saying. Eventually they became very rapid and there were so many that I was getting frustrated. Eventually one overpowered the other's and I heard this loud (almost as if I was the one saying it) voice say something about "posessed". That's the only word I remember actually, just a very loud voice say it. No, declare the word: "POSESSED".

I immediately woke up wide-eyed and felt this horrendous fear and had what seemed like tunnel vision. You know, where you're so excited/scared/focused that all that you can focus on is what's directly in front of you. I tried to get up to turn my light on, but I found that I couldn't move. I couldn't move my arms, legs, head..not even my tongue. The only part of me that seemed to respond were my eyes, but I didn't dare look around my room because I knew if I saw an entity I would straight up lose my shit. I don't really know how to describe it, but I felt this immeasurable rage..around me. I could actually feel this anger/hatred, but it wasn't from me. I don't..know how to explain it. I was 100% convinced that something was in my room with me. I could see out of the corner of my left eye a shadow hovering in the left corner of my room near the door. As I stared forward I braced myself for it to move or appear under the flicker of my television lights. I tried to yell for my mom, as I was 16 at the time and her bedroom wasn't far from mine, but again I couldn't even open my lips to allow the words to escape under clenched teeth. After laying there for about 5 minutes, all the while wide-eyed, I finally took a deep breath and I guess regained control over myself and was able to sit up and turn my light on.

I turned just about every light in the house on and woke my mom up. She could see I was a mess, as I was in tears and so terrified I could barely speak. She went downstairs with me where I told her everything that had happened. I told her about the voice, not being able to move my body physically and feeling that something was with me. She looked at me in shock, and told me that she had actually dreamt that night that a boy came into her room tapping her on the thigh and repeatedly saying "mom". She said she couldn't tell who it was, and when she got up they were gone which spooked her very badly. After staying up for a few hours she prayed with me (she's pretty religious, me not so much) and then went to bed. I didn't get another minute of sleep that night.

After doing some research I came across sleep paralysis and pretty much decided that it had to have been that. The thing is though when I opened my eyes and experienced all of this I never once closed them again. I never "woke up" from this.. I was 100% conscious about what was going on around me from the moment that I found myself unable to move to the point where I turned my light on. I'm 99% positive that it was sleep paralysis..but, call it the crazy in me, I still retain the 1% because of my own uncertainty.

I remember looking at my alarm clock to the left of my bed while unable to move and it was around 3 a.m that all of this had happened. I try my hardest every single night to be well asleep before this time..